Ahhh, David you have brought back memories of Paris for me. Love it. I was there in 1990 and just love the city. The poem you wrote is beautiful and captures the essence indeed. Check out my “Paris” Tag and you will see some of my impressions of the City of Lights.

You have so eloquently captured the deliciously relaxed atmosphere of a bistro in Paris. Love the little ‘twist’ at the end. Always nice to add an intimate touch to a scene like this. Well, it’s so Paree!

I’ve never been to Paris, but your poem makes me feel that I HAVE been to this spot, this Bistro. It awakens all the senses – vividly!
(And glad you’re a vegetarian. I don’t eat meat either – the thought of veal makes me cry….)

think this is my fav by you i read so far…that ending is gorgeous…every woman’s heart beats faster if a man says such things to her..smiles
and love that you weave gitanes (even if i never smoked them..think they’re terrible…haha) and pastis in…so french…love it david

If Montmartre were a woman….what a provocative thought. And definitely a woman. Complex, pristine if you don’t look too closely. Great poem, David. I’m enjoying Anonmous Lines…a poem a day. :0) Happy New Year.